Poetry for the Soul

Who Heals The Healer?
by Mary Severson - age 10


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If the healer is the one who heals us all,
Who heals the healer?

If the healer is the one who heals our souls,
Who heals the healer when her soul is cold?

A healer's heart is pure and strong,
Who heals the healer when the strength is gone?

The healer's spirit is joyous and pure,
Who heals the healer when her spirit feels unsure?

The healer's ways are good and kind,
Who heals the healer when her way she can't find?

The healer must guide us through night and day,
Who guides the healer when she can't find her way?

As the healer holds our spirits near
Who speaks softly in the healer's ear?

The question that goes unanswered was
Who heals the healer?
 
 
 

My love healed the healer,
when her soul was cold.

My love healed the healer,
when her spirit folds.

My love healed the healer,
when her strength was gone.

My love healed the healer,
when she was frightened like a fawn.

My love healed the healer,
when she feels unsure.

My love healed the healer,
when she is insecure.

I followed the Light that brought me to her,
I gave the love that helped me heal her.

I HEALED THE HEALER

By Mary Severson - age 10

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